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The Time I Died

Author: Makaayplays
Fantasy
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Synopsis

After being hit full force by a train our protagonist wakes up surrounded by beautiful people. What the heck is going on?!?

Chapter 1The Damn Train

So this is how it happened.

One day I'm walking home from a ridiculously tiring day of work when I arrived at the train station. I'm standing on the platform two seconds away from passing out from exhaustion, when I see the train finally pulling in. And of course due to my FANTASTIC LUCK it's going well above what it should be when pulling in. And then lo and behold! a couple after a night of getting, as they called "white girl wasted", bump into me. Now I may be dead tired, but I managed to keep my balance. But NO! evidently when YOU bump into someone it's THEIR FAULT?! So the guys girlfriend picks a fight with me.

" What do you think you are?! Can't you see he has a lovely girlfriend by his side you home wrecker?! "

'Ok. One, it's WHO not WHAT. Two, what lovely girlfriend? Because all I can see is girl who clearly is lacking in a few departments, and is clearly making up for it with a push-up.'

But of course I said all this in my head. I may be tired, but I'm sure my filter is operating at full function. Or not...

"What the f*ck did you just say b*tch?! Think you're better then me! "

'Well sh*t'

And that's when the b*tch shoved me off the platform.

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